Loaves of bread

l Amina was sleeping under the cherry blossom trees in her parents backyard. Having not gotten any sleep the night before, she desperately needed some rest. She was dreaming about frolicking in a flower field with her two pets, her cat Hazel, and her dog, Oscar. She was having a splendid time in her dream when she was awoken by the sound of footsteps right next to her ears. A baby fox had stolen her purse and was running away. Amina immediately got up and ran after the baby fox saying "Get back here!" "She chased and chased and chased the fox but had to stop when she ran out of stamina. The fox took the opportunity to escape and jumped right into a tree. She said "Well crap. My parents are going to be so mad at me."  She finally took a moment to stop and rest, and stared right at the tree where the fox had jumped into. It was beautiful with pastel colored leaves  spanning multiple colors, while the wood had elaborately carved patterns all over it. When she look

 So recently I've been having a recent surge of everyday panic attacks, and I have no idea how to prevent my panic attacks. They might not be panic attacks, because I don't have my heart beat like a drum, my chest didn't pound, and i didn't feel sick or sweaty. But my paranoia was pumped out to 20x the normal amount. And boy, oh boy oh boy did I cry like a waterfall. I mean that's not unexpected considering the fact that I'm a big crybaby. But still it was not at all a good experience being paranoid out my life for no good reason and me having to bother my father and feel guilty about preventing him from sleeping. For some reason whenever dinner ends is when the panic attack starts growing, before I wake up the next day and its gone before it hits after dinner again, It's a horrible awful cycle that I hope disappears in a few days but so far it just hasn't disappeared and probably won't disappear without some big change. I mean so far its improved be

  So I couldn't come up with anything better for this blog so I'm writing this so i'll go on with this topic so lets start, by saying that I don't believe in ghosts or zombies or unicorns or dragons or any of the sort because most of those were people finding parts of random animals and assuming that they were part of one thing when really they were part of another. Like unicorns where someone found a narwhal horn that's actually their tooth and assumed  yes out of all the animals that this horn could belong too, the horse is the animal that should have this! White horses. Yep, racism did not limit itself to the color of peoples skin, it extended to the color of mythical creatures. Potential racism aside, I think ghosts are the only mythical creature that aren't just people misinterpreting some piece of a random animal or people trying to explain why something keeps happening. NO, ghosts just straight up arise from unexplainable experiences in which someone or s